Romans & histoires Bi Sexual Stories

She licked the sweat from his throat and promised worse. The obsession sharpened in every city. Budapest: sex in the shadowed alley behind the opera house minutes before curtain, his hand over her mouth, strangers twenty feet away. Amsterdam: a midnight canal boat where he bent her over the rail and fucked her while tourists drifted past on another boat, close enough to touch. Barcelona: he tied her spread-eagle to the bedposts with the silk sashes from hotel robes and used a wand on her clit until she was speaking in tongues, then flipped her over and took her ass until she blacked out for three blissful seconds.

SERAPHINA'S POV. I should never have gone to that club. I should never have let another man touch me, let alone fuck me senseless until I forgot I had a husband waiting at home. I should have controlled my sexual fantasies, endured the boring, predictable, painfully gentle sex with Daniel and gone back to my toys like a responsible married woman and never set foot outside that door. I should have just gotten a better vibrator. But I hadn't. And here I was. What had I gotten myself into?

“I still wanna know, bisexual women feel both dick and pussy, right?” Joe was drunk, talking in Zahn's face. “Now, people claim that lesbians don't feel dick at all. How's that possible?” Zahn looked at him like he was annoying her. “That's cause they don't.”

It’s a once-in-a-lifetime dick, and I’m claiming it tonight. He’s addicted to my tight, juicy ebony cunt — the way he moaned, “Fuck, you’re so wet for me”, told me everything. But he pissed me off when he slid that perfect, thick cock — meant for my pussy — into Drey’s ass. He’s bisexual. Fucking his own brother? Disgusting. But I don’t care. I just need that monster cock wrecking my holes tonight. Later in the day. “That was a good swim,” I said, turning my nipples hard under my bikini top. “Where are you two coming from?”

Jenna pulled up her slacks smiling at all the girls and said, "I guess I didn't tell you yet that I am very bi-sexual. I love a hard cock jamming my juicy pussy full but I also love the tender touch of a female. I hope you won't take offense but I've looked at all three of you and each one of you has a tight body I wouldn't mind exploring, if you let me." Patty, Barbie and Beth all blushed as they looked at each other before Patty looked at Jenna and Terri saying, "We are new to being nude in front of each other and both of you. Up until this morning the only other people who have seen us naked were your parents, the other night. I can't speak for Barbie and Beth but Tony and I have a very a

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

Chapter 2: Sex with my best friend: Tale of a Bi- curious boy. Just to refresh memories, my name is Chris. I’m a bi-curious 19 year old with short, blonde hair. I’m about six feet tall with a nicely sculpted body. Skinny by nature, frisky by choice. My friend, Alex, is slightly shorter and skinnier than I am; again with blonde hair and a few muscles here and there.

She even told her everything about going shopping and to the movies, and went into explicit detail about the way she and her father had made each other cum in the theater. The blonde's expression turned to one of amazement, and her hands grew continually rougher and more aggressive on Brook's tits as she listened to the story. Just telling it had Brook's panties soaking wet, and she was pretty sure Cindy's were too. "Holy fuck!" the blonde said. "You're so lucky." Brook just about had her courage up to the point where she was ready to push her hand into Cindy's panties to feel the other girl's pussy, but her father was calling to them from the living room.

But his body did the opposite, ass pushing back on the fat dick like a desperate whore. My own hand was in my shorts before I even noticed it. My fingers squeezed the shit out of my veiny shaft, bulbous head leaking buckets. The thought hit me hard. Mira wanted to see me held, ass up, getting railed by a massive dick while she got her small cunt pounded right beside me. Yes, I was bi. It wasn't a secret; she knew that. She said it was hot, but after that day, she hadn't brought it up.